Crow
Black birds live together to surviveWhere I throw away trash in the early morningSo we tried to pile togetherOur convictions and sorrow toward living in this world
The one unchanging expression that of a tilted headDeep black eyes betrayed at every turn
Laughing or crying, not one of you understandsSorrowful bodies black from embracing loneliness too tightlyWhen will these wings finish changing from black to white?Angel outside, devil insideSo you’re the ones who invented this!
I guess it seems like I’m taking it too lightlyWe remember everythingWe’re still staring at what you forced us to doFrom that telephone pole today
Borrow the name RevengeStand up for your own sakeThe scenery you see from there is dirty, isn’t it?
Now, the sharpened blade hasn’t been followed but overtakenHurt feelings become things you can’t take back if they’re noticedWhy do I feel such misery at being born during this time?Even my own self is uncontrollable like I’m a crow that’s forgotten how to fly
The wing turns to whiteI won’t stop the fight
Crying or laughing, even that not a person understandsRelease this loneliness, be able to tell someone the white is thereWhen did you say these wings would neither be black or white?When even shapes become indistinct, invent a new anything again